“To them, no matter what name you use, you’re always dad,” Larissa reasoned, sending chills crawling over his skin. “But they should know who their father is. And 𝘺𝘰𝘶 should know who you are.”
“To them, no matter what name you use, you’re always dad,” Larissa reasoned, sending chills crawling over his skin. “But they should know who their father is. And 𝘺𝘰𝘶 should know who you are.”
“Do you 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 me to use that name again?” Zakary asked. If Larissa liked it—he could learn to forgive it. Zakary had always been a necessity of his new life. A symptom of the problem, not the solution to it.
“Do you 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 me to use that name again?” Zakary asked. If Larissa liked it—he could learn to forgive it. Zakary had always been a necessity of his new life. A symptom of the problem, not the solution to it.
He was joking but not—he did want them to find some way to bond more deeply than one day together could achieve. With Harmonia, too. If Zak’s sisters could show Larissa true sisterhood, it would be a dream come true.
He was joking but not—he did want them to find some way to bond more deeply than one day together could achieve. With Harmonia, too. If Zak’s sisters could show Larissa true sisterhood, it would be a dream come true.
“Psyche and my mother were good to you, right?”
“They make terrible tea, but yes.”
“Psyche and my mother were good to you, right?”
“They make terrible tea, but yes.”
“I felt a little out of place without my curls,” Zakary chuckled quietly.
“I felt a little out of place without my curls,” Zakary chuckled quietly.
“It’s just not something I ever thought I’d have to worry about,” Zak murmured. “Now that I am, it’s weird. I feel like a child.”
“It’s just not something I ever thought I’d have to worry about,” Zak murmured. “Now that I am, it’s weird. I feel like a child.”
“Yeah,” he admitted, “unless you didn’t want to tell me because…”
“Yeah,” he admitted, “unless you didn’t want to tell me because…”
“We thought 𝘺𝘰𝘶 despised us,” Eros said softly. “When Mama told us, we thought…we had been insensitive. We had let you down.”
“We thought 𝘺𝘰𝘶 despised us,” Eros said softly. “When Mama told us, we thought…we had been insensitive. We had let you down.”
But she fit right in. Was now supervising as Psyche made tea and Aphrodite lingered, offering a variety of flavored syrups to both her daughters-in-law.
But she fit right in. Was now supervising as Psyche made tea and Aphrodite lingered, offering a variety of flavored syrups to both her daughters-in-law.
Eros grinned and Zakary looked away. “Ah, the stories we have to tell our new sister. We’d better get started, right, Anteros?”
Eros grinned and Zakary looked away. “Ah, the stories we have to tell our new sister. We’d better get started, right, Anteros?”
“That was always my favorite,” Aphrodite said dreamily. “My baby boys.”
“That was always my favorite,” Aphrodite said dreamily. “My baby boys.”